“and isn't it the curse of the drifter, the desolation of heart we feel each evening at sundown, with the slow loop… — Thomas Pynchon Copy Share Image
“I feel this evening that I am too hopelessly and happily corrupted by the richness of London life to ever be right… — Michael Palin Copy Share Image
The beauty of work depends upon the way we meet it, whether we arm ourselves each morning to attack it as an… — Lucy Larcom Copy Share Image
